Twice is the Charm

Last time we went to Michelle's barn, Jackson refused to get on the horse. Need a reminder? Then go here.

This time, there was no problem. Of course, there was no horse poop on the ground either, so I think my suspicion from last time (that the horse poop grossed Jackson out so much that he was scared away from riding) was right. Poop on the floor = NO riding and pouty Jackson. No poop on the floor = Good times.

There is a certain reasonable logic to it all, isn't there?